Thursday, September 1, 2011

3248. TAKES THE POETRY CURLS

TAKES THE
POETRY CURLS

As much without thinking, he takes
the poetry curls; runs his hand through
his hair, a conflux of confusion, his conflict
his conceit, his conscience no concern at all.
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'Just seems like a penchant for
dreaming.' Someone else was
heard to utter, 'No specific means
of domination on that one; a walk
in the park, I think.' He takes the
poetry curls, runs his hands
without thinking.

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